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New Zealand Tablet, 12 May 1910, Page 753

The carpenter * saw ’ that his wife was ill ; ’Tis plane,’ said he, you’ve caught a chill; Now, as a ‘ rule,’ you look so strong, It worries me when something’s wrong. To cure those * cramps,’ and that sore ‘chest,’ I’ll ‘ straight ’-way do ray level best. The best of ‘ Woods ’ I will secure, A bottle of his Great Peppermint Cure. ill; chill; ‘ chest,’